Fire At Midnight Lyrics
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I believe in fires at midnight
when the dogs have all been fed.
A golden toddy on the mantle –
a broken gun beneath the bed.
Silken mist outside the window.
Frogs and newts slip in the dark.
too much hurry ruins a body.
I’ll sit easy, fan the spark
kindled by the dying embers of another working day.
Go upstairs: take off your makeup –
fold your clothes neatly away.
Me, I’ll sit and write this love song
as I all too seldom do –
build a little fire this midnight.
It’s good to be back home with you
Send "Fire At Midnight" Ringtone to your Cell Phone 
when the dogs have all been fed.
A golden toddy on the mantle –
a broken gun beneath the bed.
Silken mist outside the window.
Frogs and newts slip in the dark.
too much hurry ruins a body.
I’ll sit easy, fan the spark
kindled by the dying embers of another working day.
Go upstairs: take off your makeup –
fold your clothes neatly away.
Me, I’ll sit and write this love song
as I all too seldom do –
build a little fire this midnight.
It’s good to be back home with you
Send "Fire At Midnight" Ringtone to your Cell Phone
